am i that out of shape?

i'm still thinking about that interview on friday when the lady interviewing me was implying that i wasn't in the proper shape to work the job.. i've seen people who are twice my size working.. (well it might not have been in a hotel) but i have been trained by some guy who had to be at least twice my age.. or close to it and they still employed him. i'm pretty sure the woman had assumed that i was in the shape to work the job considering my work experience and i doubt she would've wasted her time interviewing me if she knew i wasn't in the shape to work the job. so with all of this said- that just tells me that i have to go back to protherapy and work with them some more- seeing as the soonest i could schedule my acupuncture appointment was at the end of this month. i'm pretty sure i'll ACTUALLY see results from acupuncture since joe recommended it to me from FIRST-HAND EXPERIENCE. the day amanda attends courage kenny as a client for a month or so and she can honestly tell me how she thinks they helped her in rehabilitation to become more ambulatory and strong is the day i'll actually fuckin consider listening to her. after all- SHE DOESN'T LISTEN TO ME AND MY FIRST HAND EXPERIENCE ACCOUNTS! NO.. i'm just an idiot with a traumatic brain injury.. IT DOESN'T MATTER THAT I HAVE VIDEOS OF ME AT COURAGE KENNY (PROBABLY AROUND 10-15 YEARS AGO) BECAUSE THAT DOESN'T BENEFIT HER! SHE DOESN'T LOOK LIKE SHE ACTUALLY GIVES A DAMN ABOUT ME! plus it's more convenient for her to neglect my needs and personal experiences, so she can look "supportive" and "caring" to her kewliez sister-in-law WHO SHE'S NOT RELATED TO BY BLOOD AND WHO SHE ALSO DIDN'T GROW UP WITH. NONE OF THAT MATTERS THOUGH! you are seriously an idiot if you assume i'm alright letting someone who's never lived a day in my life try to direct my life. i WILL make your life a living hell if i'm forced to go back to that sad excuse of a rehabilitation "facility". that's a promise. if you think i'm crazy now.. you haven't seen NOTHIN yet. if i go down- YOU'RE GOIN WITH ME along with all these other anuses who are trying to ruin my life by acting like they actually "care" about me by attempting to control what and where i end up. *GASP* THAT MEANS YOU TOO MOMMY AND FAT AMY! i would've been a nicer person if you guys would just MIND YOUR BUSINESS. IF MY GRANDMA HONESTLY THOUGHT I WASN'T CAPABLE OF MAKING MY OWN DECISIONS- SHE WOULD'VE MADE SURE I GOT A CONSERVATOR OR GUARDIAN. she didn't know how to SAFELY get me where i wanted to live because she knew she was getting old and naive- that is why she told me to wait for my cousin amanda to help me get where i wanted safely. i can honestly tell you that she'd be disappointed with the lack of help and assistance i've recieved from you. newsflash: I'M NOT GRANDMA. I DON'T SWEEP ABUSE UNDER THE FUCKIN RUG. NOT AFTER ALL THE SHIT I'VE PERSONALLY BEEN THROUGH BECAUSE OF WHAT YOU ASSHOLES DID TO ME. if you actually cared about me- this would probably mean more to all of you. THANKS FOR THE PTSD, DICKS! YOU'VE BEEN SO MUCH HELP TO ME CONTROLLING IT AND MAKING SURE MORE SYMPTOMS DON'T ARISE! if you think i was honest during my last sentence- YOU'RE STUPIDER THAN I THOUGHT YOU WERE.